Dirty One Direction Imagines

Sweet Liam Payne Imagine

I gulped. “Liam…do you really mean everything you just said? Please don’t be playing some sort of sick joke on me.”

Liam stared at me in shock.

He stood in between my knees and then dropped down to my level. He held my chin in his hand, and lightly brushed my lips with his fingers.

“Of course I meant it. I really love you, I promise.”

“Oh Liam,” I sighed, looking down at my lap.

“What, what? What is it? Oh God, you have a boyfriend-fuck, you aren’t engaged-“

“No! Liam no, it’s just…I’ve had this massive crush on you since, well forever, and I just…I can’t believe you just said all that to me. I love you too,” I whispered the last four words, getting choked up.

He smiled, wiping his and my tears. He brushed his lips against my forehead and sat back up on the couch.

I suddenly realized something.

“But Liam…don’t you have a girlfriend?”

“Fuck, yeah I do. But Danielle knows what I feel for you-“

“WHAT?!” I gasped, jumping up. “Liam, how could you do that to her? That poor girl-“

“babe, calm down…she and I came to an agreement that it would be great publicity for both of us if we stayed together. So, she’s been seeing another guy from back home for about three months now, and well, now I have you.”

I nodded, understanding.

My shoulders slumped in realization of what this meant.

“What is it, darling? What’s wrong?” He asked, rubbing my back, and running his lips over the back of my neck.

“We can’t be together Liam, not like this,” I sighed, turning towards him, “It’s wrong. What if someone finds out-then I’ll look like the slut who just wrecked a seemingly perfect relationship.”

“We’ll work it out.” he nodded, his eyes sincere.

“You promise?”

“I promise. I love you.”

“Forever?”

“Longer.”